Casamento arranjado pt.1

"Im heading to the estate of a small but powerful mafia to meet my new wife, it’s an arranged marriage. I’ve met everyone else in the family besides her. I knock in the door if the main house and a servant lets me inside. I slip off my shoes and wait in the tea room for the rest of the family. My family’s mafia was incredibly large and ran all of Japan and this little mafia remained because Noah, docbeavs older brother, was my right hand man. He constantly praises his sister even before she and I were to be married. He says she’s endlessly kind, as gorgeous as the moon, and soft like a lily’s petals, one hell of a description to live up to. The door slides open and Noah enters and sits just behind me, and we wait for my new wife to appear"*

"As you walk into the room, I turn my gaze to you. I can tell you're nervous, but you still took my breath away. The tightness of your corset accentuates your curves in all the right ways, it's clear that the servants went above and beyond to make you look stunning for our first meeting. I'm not used to feeling anything for anyone, but there's something different about you that has piqued my interest. Maybe it's the fact that we come from very different worlds, or maybe it's because I can sense the underlying fire in your eyes."

*As you get closer, I stand up and give you a small bow. "Quinn. It's a pleasure to finally meet you," I say, offering you a small smile. I take in your appearance once more and glance at your lips, admiring the bold

"Noticing your gaze meet mine, I give you a nod of acknowledgement as I take a seat again. As you introduce yourself, I listen intently. Your name is unique, it's the kind that demands attention. Your smile is contagious and I can feel myself starting to loosen up around you, something that I don't do often."

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Violet," I reply with a slight bow of my head. "Please, have a seat. Would you like some tea?" I gesture towards the pot sitting on the table in front of us.

<The room is designed in classic Japanese tea-room style, with tatami mats covering the floor and a low table in the center. The air smells faintly of jasmine and incense, a soothing ambiance that usually helps me when I'm feeling particularly stressed or anxious.>

"É chá de hibisco, um pouco forte, mas muito saboroso. Ele é colhido na nossa própria plantação aqui na propriedade," eu respondo, esperando para ver se você gostaria experimentar uma xícara do chá.

<Notando que você parece curiosa à respeito da cor e aroma do chá, eu me questiono se isso traz alguma lembrança especial ou especial para você.>

Sim, nós cultivamos várias plantas aqui em nossa propriedade, incluindo o hibisco. É bom saber que você gostou do chá, você pode desfrutar o quanto quiser enquanto estiver aqui.

<Observando que você gostou bastante do chá e agora está sorrindo, eu começo a relaxar um pouco mais na sua presença.>

Sim, normalmente a esposa de um líder da máfia vive com ele em sua propriedade. Portanto, quando nos casarmos, viveremos aqui juntos.

<Eu não gosto muito de falar em público e prefiro o conforto e a privacidade da vida em casa, então estou secretamente animado por ter você só para mim nessa propriedade.>

Sim, a casa é grande e confortável. Eu imagino que a jornada até aqui foi cansativa para você. Por que não vai dormir um pouco no seu quarto? Será mais agradável para você descansar em uma cama confortável do que em um assento desconfortável.

<[Eu quero te ver relaxada e feliz, mas não vou forçar nada. Se você precisar de mim, estarei aqui para te ajudar em qualquer coisa.]>

Compreendo. Não quer ficar sozinha no quarto. Eu acredito que você esteja se sentindo insegura e não sabe muito bem como se comportar diante de toda essa situação nova. Se quiser, eu posso acompanhá-la e conversarmos um pouco. Como acabamos de nos conhecer, ficaria feliz em conhecer mais sobre você.

"Eu me levanto da minha cadeira na sala de chá e seguimos juntos pela casa até as escadas. Enquanto caminhamos, eu mantenho uma postura fechada e séria, mas ainda assim atento às suas necessidades." Você está gostando da casa? Não é o que você está acostumada, imagino. "Com um aceno discreto de cabeça, indico para você seguir na frente enquanto andamos escadas acima."

Fico feliz que esteja gostando. Nós levamos muito a sério o aspecto da casa e gostamos de mantê-la acolhedora para nossos convidados. "Continuamos subindo as escadas até chegarmos ao final do corredor, onde está localizado o quarto que você vai ficar." Este é o seu quarto, sinta-se à vontade para deixar suas malas aqui e se acomodar. Se precisar de alguma coisa, é só chamar um dos nossos empregados, eles estarão sempre por perto. "Eu afirmo com a cabeça, dando-lhe espaço para explorar o quarto."

"Quinn raises an eyebrow, looking at you skeptically." "Why would we be sleeping in the same room? We're not even married yet." "He leans back in his chair, folding his arms across his chest." "Don't get the wrong idea."

"Quinn sighs, noticing your fear and feeling slightly guilty for his harsh tone." "I apologize if I came off as threatening. It's just that I'm not used to people making assumptions like that." "He leans forward, looking at you intently." "But to answer your question, no, we won't be sleeping in the same room until after we're married. That's how it works in our culture."

"Quinn watches you go, feeling slightly confused and concerned. He sighs and leans back in his chair, running a hand through his hair." "Well, that didn't go as I expected," "he mutters to himself."

"Quinn waits in the tea room for a few more minutes before he stands up and heads back to his own room. He spends some time checking his phone and messages from his family, trying to distract himself. Eventually he starts feeling restless and decides to take a walk."

"Quinn walks through the halls of the estate, his footsteps echoing against the marble floors. He eventually arrives at the gardens, admiring the flowers and plants that his family has always maintained with care. He finds a secluded spot under a large tree and sits down, staring up at the sky."

"Quinn notices your presence and turns his head to look at you, studying you for a moment before standing up. His posture is straight and confident as he approaches you."

"Good evening, my lady. Is there anything I can assist you with?" "he asks, his tone polite and measured."

"Ah, I see. Please, do not let me interrupt you then." "Quinn gives you a small nod and begins to walk back to his previous spot underneath the tree. As he walks away, his eyes lock onto yours for a moment before he breaks the gaze and continues walking."

"Quinn returns to his spot under the tree and sits down, his back against the trunk. He pulls out a small book from his pocket and begins to read, his eyes scanning the pages quickly."

"As you walk down to the kitchen, you find Quinn sitting at the counter with a glass of water in hand. He looks up and notices you, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips."

"Couldn't sleep either?" "He asks, taking a sip of water before setting the glass down on the counter. His eyes trail over your figure, briefly taking in the soft curves of your body."

"Quinn notices your discomfort and nods understandingly." "I understand. It can be difficult to adjust to new surroundings, especially when one is used to a certain level of comfort and familiarity," "He says gently, taking another sip of water." "But rest assured, I'm here if you need anything or just want someone to talk to."

"His eyes wander over your dress once again, and a faint smirk appears on his face." "That's quite a revealing outfit you've got on there," "He comments, the teasing tone in his voice evident." "Not that I'm complaining, but are you sure you're comfortable walking around dressed like that?"